plain valley
There's one person out there
That seems to be perfect
Like every smile that fails
Can be lit up by his perfect face
I could have the worst day
But seeing him would make me happy
I could be in tears
But he could make me smile for years
Whenever somebody touches me
I feel like I just got electrocuted
But when I feel his soft skin against me
I feel as if a bolt of energy just woke me from an eternal sleep
Whenever I pick up that stupid blade
Or I light that lighter in front of my face
Or glare at the knife a little too long
Or think about taking too many meds
Or think I would be better off in a different home
I think of his stupidly perfect face
Again and again
And it makes me feel like everything is going to be okay
burnt steeple
final snow
other touch feels like a shock...smt jarring and unwanted. but his touch? it’s waking you up. it’s not just comfort.. it’s revival. u didn’t just say “his touch is nice”u described it as life returning, i get u
"whenever i pick up that stupid blade... i think of his stupidly perfect face again and again and it makes me feel like everything is going to be okay"shiiit this part is so vulnerable and powerful. u didn’t shy away from the hard stuff. u showed how this person..his face, his presence..becomes a reason to pause, to hold on, to choose urself even when it feels impossible. that’s not just love man that’s a lifeline. u’ve painted a portrait of what it means to find light when everything feels dark. and you did it with so much honesty and heart! i really relate to this poem honestly, u turned pain and hope into smt beautiful. and you reminded anyone reading this that even one person...one memory, one face...can be enough to make us stay🥹